The Hidden Past
A few weeks passed; Jeremy and I continued meeting for lunch and break. As we were heading to a lunch table, Jeremy pulled on my shirt, motioning to me to follow him outside. Once outside, we started chatting about what most teenage mostly talk about.
Before we got up to get ready for the next class, he asked me, "Hey Adrian, how would you like to come to my house after school?"
"Yeah sure, that'd be cool," I replied, as we heard the first bell calling us.
We parted and headed to our next class. The rest of the day was normal, or, to say the least, boring would be the right word. When the final bell of the day rang, I headed to my locker to get my homework for the evening. When I got to my bus I saw Jeremy chatting with some other students. Before I could sit down, he caught my eye and motioned me to sit next to him.
"Hey Adrian, how was your last class?" he asked me.
"Well, it was, umm... Boring!" I replied grinning. He just smiled at me, but his smile was so beautiful it shocked me. I blushed and tried to hide myself in the seat.
"Hey, you OK?" he asked, seeing me blush.
"Hmm yeah, sorry," I answered with an embarrassed smile.
"OK, and that was a really cute blush," he said, surprising himself. Now it was his turn to blush.
That comment just confused me, more than anything, but Jeremy just made a funny face, making me laugh and the confusion was gone. The bus growled to a stop; as I started to get up, Jeremy followed me out of the bus. He lived about three streets from my house, we decided to drop my school stuff at my house, and then just walk to his. As I dropped my bag on the floor of the foyer, I yelled to my mom that I was going to a friend's house.
"OK Ady, but be back for diner, you know what time," she shouted through the house, surely very happy that I finally found a friend.
I closed the door and turned to follow Jeremy, who started walking back down the sidewalk. He grinned widely over his shoulder and asked, "Your mother called you Ady?"
"Yeah, I don't mind it when she calls me that, but just not in public." He just looked at me and laughed, I was blushing again and he could see it clearly in the afternoon sunlight.
"Hey don't worry," he said laughing, "I think it's cute."
"Ah, stop it, you goof," I said, blushing yet again.
We talked about anything and everything while walking the five minutes it took us to get to his house. We arrived and went directly up to his room. Jeremy put his stuff in one corner and casually changed his school t-shirt. I tried not to watch, but he was almost perfect. Just the right skin color and while not really muscular, he almost had a six-pack, well, call it a four-pack. His armpits, along with the rest of his body – that I could see, were almost hairless, just like me. He was so gorgeous that I was almost drooling just watching him.
"See something you like?" he asked with a strange grin, catching me staring open-mouthed at him.
"Yeah, err. I mean, shit." I thought my world was going to come crashing down after that, but he just looked at me and his grin widened. Still smiling – and shirtless, he moved closer. As he got closer, I was able to see that his skin was almost flawless and it looked so smooth. I knew he saw me looking at him again, but he just grinned and moved even closer. I wanted so badly to just touch him, to feel his warm, smooth skin with my hand.
"Hehe, you okay? You look like you just saw a ghost or something," he said, pulling me out of my dreamy state. I just looked at him in shock, almost terrified.
"Sorry... I... I should go," I mumbled stuttering and turning to leave, but he stopped me from turning away.
"Why? Did I do something wrong?" he asked.
"No, not you, I mean... it's me, I think," I whispered, looking down at the floor.
"What's wrong?" I could hear his smile fading.
"I... I... you'll hate me if I tell you," I said, still looking at the floor. I was going to head for the door, and safety, but he sidestepped in front of me, blocking my escape.
"Please... I could never hate you. Tell me what's wrong, please?" he asked softly, almost begging me. Jeremy started to move even closer. His nearness made me even more nervous and stiff from fear. Now, I just wanted to get out of this embarrassing situation, so I just told him the truth.
"It's... It's you," I said, my head still bowed. I could feel his stare. After a few moments of silence, I risked raising my head to look at him.
"What do you mean by that?" he asked, looking into my eyes. I'll remember those eyes the rest of my life, they were so sad yet deep in feeling it made my heart ache. All I could do was to stare in those beautiful dark eyes, unable to answer. I wanted to tell him that he looked so perfect, so good-looking, but I was too afraid. What if he hated me for that?
"I... I mean not you... I mean... Damn it." I dropped my eyes again, unable to meet those deep, dark eyes any longer. I was shaking like a leaf, tears threatening to fall. Then to my surprise, Jeremy grabbed me and hugged me. I was shocked, yet in heaven; I wanted so badly to just kiss him, but how could I ever tell him that? He was still holding me, my forehead resting on his chest, while he softly rubbed my back. I'm sure he could feel me shaking.
"Please... Tell me what is wrong. Did I say something wrong?" he whispered pleadingly.
"No... No you didn't, it's..." was all I could get out. He pushed my head softly away from his chest, using his hand to tilt my head back until I was once again starring into his eyes. I struggled to look away, but he kept a firm yet soft grip.
"Please Adrian, look at me and tell me, please." He looked so sad to see me like that, I couldn't take it anymore; I closed my eyes and told him.
"You look so gorgeous, so awesome and..." the words came out, but I couldn't bring myself to finish my sentence, it was too hard for me to continue.
Jeremy hugged me again and asked, "What do you mean by that Adrian?"
Still being held I answered, "I mean you... I'm or... I think..." I couldn't keep it in, so I just blurted out, "I think I'm gay!"
I started to shake harder thinking he would just beat me or something else. Receiving no answer from him, I pushed myself away a little. I was scared, but he looked me in the eyes and smiled that strange smile again. Then he leaned over and kissed me. I felt like I was going to faint, I couldn't believe it! Jeremy was holding me and kissing me in his room! I felt a shock go through me like I just touched an electrical wire. It was unbelievable. Then he stopped kissing me and looked at me once more, I was in a dreamy state gazing back, looking deep in his eyes.
"Is that supposed to be a problem?" he asked me. I was in heaven. Instead of being mad or kicking me out of his house, he just kissed me. He was still looking at me with those eyes – those wonderful eyes.
"Sorry, I was... I mean... Oh God. I almost fainted. I was so scared and that kiss it was..." I was still in shock.
He just put a finger over my lips, stopping me from rambling and without a word he leaned against me and kissed me so softly it almost felt like a butterfly was touching my lips, it was short because it was interrupted by his mother entering the house calling to him.
"I'm in my room with a friend, Mom," he called back, letting go of me to put on a shirt. I didn't even realize that he was still shirtless. We heard footsteps approaching the door.
"Well, I brought diner," she said, standing in the doorway. "Oh hello there, and what would be your name, young man?" she asked me smiling.
"Hi, Hmm, I'm Adrian." I was blushing again. "I think I should get going. My mom wants me home for dinner. Nice meeting you, Ma'am."
"Oh OK then, don't make your mom wait for you," she said with a smile, leaving the room.
"Adrian, I hope you'll come back," Jeremy said softly.
"Yes, I'd like that," was the only thing I could say.
I gave him one last quick kiss before I darted through the door. I remembered his warm smile as I was running home, the thoughts of what had happened today spinning through my head. I arrived at my home just in time for dinner, when I opened the door my mom called me.
"Ady, time to eat," she said, poking her head out of the kitchen doorway.
"I'm coming, I'll go wash my hands," I replied, running to the bathroom. I looked at myself in the cabinet mirror, touching my lips where Jeremy kissed me. "I don't believe it; that was so unreal," I thought.
"What are you doing? It's going to get cold," my mother called to me, startling me out of my daydreaming.
"Oh sorry, I'm coming," I told her over my shoulder.
"OK, but hurry up," she told me.
I got to the kitchen table, smelling the meal my mother just made.
"So how was your day?" she asked.
"It was good, Jeremy was..." I started to say.
"Jeremy? He's the friend you were with this afternoon?" she asked grinning. I think she was very happy that I finally found a friend.
"Yes and he's sooo cool." My mother rolled her eyes.
After we ate, we did the dishes together, me washing and my mom drying and putting it away. When we were done we moved to the family room to watch the television, but my mind was on other thoughts. Getting me out of my dreamy state, my mom told me that she was going to bed and to not stay up too late. After watching some cartoons while doing my homework, I decided to go take a shower and go to bed. I got my shower stuff from my room. Adjusting the water to a good temperature, I climbed in the shower. I washed myself completely, paying attention to my groin with the soap, thinking of the kiss that Jeremy gave me. I played with myself without realizing it until I felt my body tensing. Finishing my cleaning and before bed ritual, I got in my bed. Taking my boxers off, I slipped under the covers naked for the first time in my life, and it actually felt very good.
When I woke up in the morning, I could smell the breakfast my mother was making; you know, the smell of bacon and eggs in the morning that could wake up the dead. I started putting my cloths on and grabbing all my gear and homework. I went in the kitchen and sat at the table.
"Good morning sweetheart," my mother greeted me.
"Morning Mom, did you sleep well?" I asked her.
"Yes I did, thank you."
I ate my breakfast and got ready for school, but before I could go out, my mother told me that she was going to go do some shopping this afternoon and to grab my key before I went. I was out of the house in flash to join Jeremy waiting for me at the corner at our bus stop.
"Hey... We need to talk before we go to school," he told me. I was somewhat confused. What did he want to talk about?
To be Continued...
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